Seeing Zhang Sun Wuji running towards him, Li Chengqian was a little confused.
"Qian'er, isn't Cheng Yaojin here yet?"
"You're not here, what's wrong?"
Li Chengqian scratched his head.
"That's good." .??.
Changsun Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let me ask you, does anyone else know the cake recipe you made for your mother before?"
"No."
"Besides the palace, I am the only one who knows."
Li Chengqian glanced at Changsun Wuji strangely, and raised the corner of his mouth: "What, is uncle going to do business with me again?"
"Bullshit, why else would your uncle be here?"
"Give me the recipe quickly, otherwise it will be ruined when Cheng Yaojin comes."
Changsun Wuji said anxiously.
In this regard, Li Chengqian was quite helpless: "I can't carry that thing with me."
"If you want it, just wait until I get it sorted out and send it to your house."
"That's all it can do."
Changsun Wuji sighed, and then ran towards his carriage, saying as he ran: "Keep this in mind."
"That old man Cheng Yaojin will come later. No matter what he says, you can't agree to it."
"I see."
Li Chengqian was confused.
He made the cake for Empress Changsun, so he was not surprised that Changsun Wuji could eat it.
But how did Cheng Yaojin know?
Could it be that Li Shimin did it again?
But this is definitely impossible, because Li Shimin just left here not long ago.
Before he could figure it out, he heard a rough voice: "Your Highness, don't leave, I'm here, Old Cheng."
Li Chengqian didn't even want to leave, so he stood at the door waiting for him to come over.
When Cheng Yaojin came over, his first words were: "Your Highness, that old yin Changsun Wuji... Well, your uncle isn't here, is he?"
"Just left."
Li Chengqian pursed his lips in the direction where Changsun Wuji left. > "Damn it, this old boy got the better of me again."
Cheng Yaojin sighed heavily, as if he had lost eight million copper coins.
Li Chengqian tilted his head: "Uncle Cheng, what are you doing? Isn't it just a cake recipe, isn't it?"
"well."
Cheng Yaojin glanced at Li Chengqian with a frustrated look on his face.
Only then did he tell Li Chengqian the whole story.
It was nothing more than Li Chengqian's wolf mother who was so happy after eating the cake that she held a cake banquet on the second day for the civil and military officials and their families.
Dessert itself is absolutely attractive to women.
What's more, cakes are both beautiful and delicious desserts.
These people all raved about the cake.
And after returning home, many people began to inquire about the origin of the cake.
But there is no place among the people to make this kind of thing. If you want to eat it, you have to go to the palace.
This time, it was difficult for these women.
Although they were official relatives and lived a prosperous life, they could not go to the queen's place to eat and drink every day.
Therefore, some people set their sights on their men and asked them to find ways to obtain the formula.
But except for the royal chef who specializes in making desserts for Empress Changsun, no one else knows about this recipe.
In the end, Changsun Wuji found a way to get the source of the formula from Queen Changsun's personal maid.
As expected, it was exactly what Li Chengqian created.
Cheng Yaojin, who had lived with Changsun Wuji for many years, also used the same method to find out the source of the formula.
Therefore, these two people came to Li Chengqian one after another.
Cheng Yaojin rubbed his hands and laughed dryly: "Your Highness, look, the formula..."
"Let my subordinates make two cakes for you to take back. That's okay."
"But let me give you the formula, that is absolutely not possible."
Li Chengqian pretended to be helpless and said, "Just now, I sold the formula to my uncle. Why don't you go find him?"
Ask him for?
Could he give it?
Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes, and with the idea of taking advantage of as much as he could, he simply said: "Okay, I'll trouble your highness to make two cakes for me, old Cheng, and go back on business."
"Okay, I'll go give the orders right away."
Cheng Yaojin and Changsun Wuji ran away in tandem.
One stole Li Chengqian's recipe, and the other stole Li Chengqian's two cakes.
No one suffered.
Li Chengqian was quite helpless.
But what Li Chengqian didn't expect was that a few days later, Changsun Wuji would open a dessert shop in Chang'an City, and its main business would be this kind of cake.
According to reports from people below, people who went to the dessert shop to buy cakes lined up from the street to the end of the street.
Hearing this, Li Chengqian shook his head and smiled: "If my uncle abandons his official position and goes into business, he will definitely become one of the richest merchants in the Tang Dynasty."
There is absolutely no doubt about this.
Just talking about Changsun Wuji's business acumen, even if others praise him, it's hard to take his back.
"It's really cold today."
Li Chengqian rubbed his hands and called to everyone: "Let's go back to the house."
…
It is said that the weather is cold, windy and snowy, but this year there is no wind or snow in Chang'an City, it is just dry and cold.
When it's cold, rich people only need to light two charcoal fires in the house and add two cotton-padded clothes to survive the winter safely.
But how many poor families are unable to survive these cold days.
But as Li Chengqian said, only the poor can experience true happiness.
For example, the little girl Yuan Yuan lives in the slums of Chang'an City.
Although she is very poor, although her life is very hard.
Of course, at a young age, you have to go out and do things to fill your stomach. But she felt that being with her mother was the happiest thing.
For the ten-year-old girl, although the thatched house was dilapidated and leaking, it was the warmest place.
Every day she looks forward to her mother coming back soon.
Because the happiest time in her life was when her mother brought her some snacks to eat after she went to work for a wealthy family.
It doesn't matter if there are no snacks.
She just thought about her mother coming back and giving her a hug. It was enough to praise her a few times because she received five copper coins in wages today.
However, she waited from day to night, and from late night to day.
There was no sign of my mother on the street corner.
She didn't know at that time that her mother would never come back.
…
Two days later, a servant who was clearly from a wealthy family arrived at the thatched house.
Although they also come from poor families, they look down on the people who live here.
When they came in, they all looked disgusted.
What's more, some even cover their mouths and noses because they dislike the smell here.
The leading man stepped into the thatched house and glanced at Yuan Yuan who was hiding in the corner: "Are you Yuan Yuan?"
Yuan Yuan glanced at the visitor timidly and nodded.
"Juanzi, who are you?"
"Yes...it's my mother..."
"That's right."
The man waved his hand and said, "Take her with you and go back to deliver the business."
Several servants couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Yuan, then dragged her out.
He took her to the busiest street in Chang'an City and arrived in front of a large mansion.
This is the second time in Yuan Yuan's life that he has entered such a mansion. The first time, he fainted and was carried in.
Looking at everything around him, Yuan Yuan had no curiosity in his eyes, only deep fear...
She could clearly feel that these people were different from Li Chengqian.